Bye-Bye Baby 2

On Tuesday, Nathan came home from school with one of his front teeth in a bag pinned to his shirt. "How did that come out?" I asked him. "Mrs. Rhoney pulled it out!"

(Toothless Tuesday)

On Wednesday, the boys had just been tucked into bed and lights turned out when there was a knock on the wall between our rooms.  I knew Nathan needed something, because Evan will just appear out of nowhere when he needs something - Nathan knocks on the wall!  Anyway, by the time I got up to go, Evan was coming down the hall... "Daddy! Nathan needs you to come see!" (the urgency in his voice did not alarm me, as I am accustomed to my boys' knack for melodrama)  "What's the problem?"  "Nathan's trying to get his tooth out!"  Envisioning blood all over his pillow and sheets, I hurriedly flipped on their light as I rushed to Nathan.  "What's up, pal?"  "My other tooth is loose and I wanna just pull it out so it doesn't bother me."  And... the whole family congregated in the bathroom for 15 minutes while Nathan, the tooth-wrangler, extracted the bloody little chiclet that had served him well for nearly six years!  Good job, Nathan!

(Wide-Gap Wednesday)